Review of Flowers, all sorts in blossom, figs, berries, and fruits forgotten

Review of Flowers, all sorts in blossom, figs, berries, and fruits forgotten

A review of Review of Flowers, all sorts in blossom, figs, berries, and fruits forgotten, a book of poetry by Oisin Breen.

A Fitful Dream

A Fitful Dream

Some sleepless ruminations

Warrior Spirit

Warrior Spirit

In the spirit of William Ernest Henley’s poem “Invictus.” This poem is a call to action, a dare to face trial and overcome.

sunday mourning

sunday mourning

temples and fragments
strewn about the clouds

What am I drunk on…

What am I drunk on…

Inspired by a prompt that was handed down to me. The fact of the matter is that poetry and literature are an escape to the realities of the world.

Love in the Time of COVID

Love in the Time of COVID

“Love in the time of COVID” is a meditation in the midst of a crisis on feelings of powerlessness and the human spirit.

the triumph of the autonomic

the triumph of the autonomic

Addressing COVID 19.

In A Land Where You Are Not Loved

In A Land Where You Are Not Loved

America in the Middle East

Camera Obscura

Camera Obscura

As a mixed-media artist of the outsider school my writing, whether “experimental” or lucid must stem from a place of emotional resonance.

Misandroid’s Missteps

Misandroid’s Missteps

Words drop, disconnect and die.
Yet the babbling blather continues.

making it palatable

making it palatable

Coffee as a metaphor for life.

I Never Knew Her

I Never Knew Her

For Anne Sexton.

What things was all important

What things was all important

A poem about extinction.

Hands in the River

Hands in the River

A poem about blood and darkness.

What I call poetry

What I call poetry

A poem about poetry

Abscission In Winter

Abscission In Winter

The form of an act of nature, describes how we fade away from each other.

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Wow. One drink and suddenly
the weight is off you.